A/n: So I liked how the chapter looked with a gif in. After having a look around google (when in doubt, always google.) I've settled on a casting for Luna for those who want a visual of her. Very rarely do the castings but this one is fitting. For UK readers, its Effy from Skins. And my reason; her eye colour.

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I made many futile attempts at opening my eyes. In fact, I wondered if I had gone temporarily blind from the light that seemed to burn my retinas until they come accustom to it.

The events of last night hammered home into my heart and instantly the hope built. Twisting my head I looked over but the hope was squashed and the ache in my heart returned.

The 6 foot 1 smiling friendly (undecided..) giant was gone and in replacement was a single note.

Snatching it up, I prepared myself for an explanation. All I got was;

Sorry.
A.

I tried to keep myself calm, I tried to stop the disappointment burning in my soul. Any excuse would have been better than none!

Hell saying that pigs could finally fly would be a better excuse than Sorry! Screwing up the paper, I tossed it across my bedroom and closed my eyes.

How long did he stay for?

An hour? Two? Did he leave sooner?

I know he didn't sleep because the bed beside me was made up. Even with my tossing and turning in the night, the bedding beside me was as I left it.

I knew one thing. I had to get into a shower and wash off this. As mood that was settling in.

I opened my eyes up a lot easier this time, and the cog stopped in my mind.

I knew what I was going to do.

I was going to hunt that asshat down and ask him what the hell?!

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I stood around the corner from his house debating my next move, right now? I felt like a complete and utter tool hiding behind a bush for some coverage whilst I thought of my attack plan.

How would he lie?

Would he just tell me that he was busy? He had plans or that maybe he had no interest in me what so ever? I hoped for the later not liking the idea of being rejected... again.

It was then I remembered how I ended up at this point, standing behind a bush hiding..

After a shower, I had felt calmer, according to some scientist study it was almost impossible to feel angry after a shower, the whole experience is suppose to relax you.

And it did.. Until Maria rang.

I answered it my usual cheery self only to be bombarded with questions as to if Aaron and myself had finally sorted our differences, what was up with him, if he had stayed over and if he did.. Did we get some bow chicka wow wow time in.

I explained the situation and even she was stumped.

Then she told me that he had text Zak this morning, telling Zak that 'he was okay with the idea of me being part of the crew on a regular basis.'

At that point I had scoffed, shook my head and grown angry all over again.

I had concluded once I ended the call with Maria that the man isn't so much of an Enigma, he was a plain douchebag!

But I liked that douchebag.. more than I was willing to admit.

Anyway, in my midst of changing, I decided this was the perfect opportunity to ask him who the fuck he thinks he is, especially when it came to my agreement with Zak and work.

I had stormed out my house and got into the car putting pedal to the metal to get here before he slipped out for the day.

However I was stopped by the community security because my car, yes my car did not have a pass. But I did.

So I was told to either get a pass, which I would need Aaron's confirmation and signature for. Or walk on.

Because I wanted to be in stealth. I decided to walk on, abandoning my car and deeply regretting my decision as the sun didn't give me a break when walking up a hill.

Now I was essentially bush hugging.

I thanked the lord for small mercies as no dog had been set on me and no neighbours had yelled at me to get away from their flowerbeds.

I squared my shoulders and pushed the strands of hair out of my face. "Come on Luna, stop being a wet blanket and give it to the man."

Repeating my mantra, I stepped out ready to run across the community and bang on his door when I froze seeing the front door opening.

Leaping back behind the bush, I saw a woman leaving the house, her straight brown hair pushed back with sunglasses set on the top of her head.

My eyes narrowed as she embraced him in a hug as he grinned and kissed her cheek.

I wonder if this is what he was sorry about? I instantly hated her upon sight, what was special about her? Why did he leave me for her? What does she have that I don't?!

I almost stepped out to ask them both what the f*ck when I remembered, I was a crazy woman, hiding in a bush, stalking the man that was never her ex but never her boyfriend also.

My heart ached even more, feeling a little frailer than what it did this morning after I found his stupid note.

Holding my aching tummy, I squatted down waiting for the woman to go, but it seemed Aaron could talk to her forever.. Only adding to the bitter taste in my mouth.

Eventually the car started up and she left tooting her horn and waving as he yelled that he would see her later.

Also unknowingly shattering my heart in the process.

As his front door closed, I stood up looking over at the house.

"Are you alright? Do you need help?" A woman asked clutching a phone to her chest.

"I- Sorry, I thought I saw something." I muttered leaving the side of her garden bush and heading back to my car trying to mentally cradle my heart incase any bits fell behind me.

It wasn't until I returned home into the emptiness of my bedroom that I realised I needed to get out.

Seeing my dress tossed in the laundry bin, I remembered the feelings of being fuzzy and warm, where my problems of men ceased to exist.

It was then I decided I would head out in Vegas. To find people to party with, after all Vegas is the party capital of America right?